Just call me, "Unfoofoo."

Sometimes I think I'd be so much better off living in the rainforest. I want the sure-footed stability of my bare feet on the ground as I stealthily run along a path to fetch a jug of water. I want to dig into the earth with my toes. I want to know exactly where my food comes from. I want to bathe in a river. I want to beat on drums and dance around bonfires and make animal calls. I want to wonder what the fuck those stars in the sky are all about - or be absolutely convinced that they're all gods, each with its own story. I want to be an intregal part of the functioning organism of Gaia.

So what if I wouldn't have the "advantages" of modern medicine and technology? Who cares if my life expectancy would be cut in half? I'm all about quality over quantity anyway. Who cares if my breasts would be pendulous bags swaying by my hips?? Would I really give a shit if I weren't inundated by society's beauty standards anyway? I'd probably have one hell of a bone through my nose or a damned fine plated lip, though. That'd be hawt.

Meh, maybe I should just take up camping. *sigh***